Last Words
My facethat you adore
is no longer yours
You chose to step back and let go of my hand, of me
You look at me with tears and sorrow, wishing so hard that you still felt that way
knowing that being with me feels healthy and clean
and safe
But I am done mourning the death of us
I am done crying because you are gone from me
I am no longer yours
I am mine
Poetry by SecretWords

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Written on 2011-02-28 at 13:44




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